Sorry, Faye can do whatever he wants

Welleslana's hands holding the spear on his chest suddenly exerted force.

"However, it is impossible to defeat me like this!"

[Ten Incarnations of the Ram]!

The ram represents life force and the ability to resurrect after death.

This is the guarantee that Welleslana can stand up again after he and the enemy died together.

But now, he extracted the vitality of the male sheep at once, and forcibly healed the wound on his chest that could not be healed at once!

Afterwards, Veleslana grabbed Kusanagi Godou's hands, ignoring the lightning that continuously burst out from them without the suppression of the golden sword, and tightly grasped the secret book of Prometheus.

"Now, this is mine!"

Relying on strength to forcibly pull out the stone slab from Kusanagi Godou's hand, Welleslana kicked Kusanagi Godou's stomach, kicked him flying, and hit a big tree in the distance. bounced to the ground.

The severe pain caused Kusanagi Godou to curl up his body and lie on the ground with his stomach in his arms. Obviously, he couldn't do much anymore.

But Paul on the other side held the red spear tightly and stood up.

"The ram, the warrior, the camel, the boar, the goat, the phoenix, the bull, the boy, the wind, and finally the white horse."

"Welleslana, how many avatars do you have left?" Paul was laughing maniacally, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He had already defeated the four incarnations of the wild boar, goat, phoenix, and bull by himself before, and the boy had no effect on Paul and Kusanagi Godou, plus the several incarnations he just forced out with the Prometheus slate.

The current Wellerslana has indeed exerted most of his strength.

"Ah, indeed, my avatar is almost exhausted." Welleslana said with a smile. "But even so, what can you do?"

"Of course... I'll kill you!!"

"O man who becomes my strength, grant me help, grant me haste! Save my soul from the sword, save me from the lion's tooth, save me from the horn of the buffalo!"

"This is the final battle, Welleslana. Whether you can kill God or not depends on this blow!"

"Then come on!" Welleslaner looked at Paul in a serious manner, lowering his body and preparing to decide the final victory.

Roaring, Paul rushed towards Wellerslana.

A scarlet flame emerged from the tip of his gun, it was a blow with his energy concentrated, and this blow was all he had!

No wonder!

Wellerslana, who was ready to fight, sensed something was wrong when he reached out to block Paul's stab.

The shot looked impressive, but it was actually quite empty.

This is not a full blow at all, but a bait!

Sure enough, after his spear was caught by Wellerslana, Paul directly gave up the spear in his hand, stretched out his hand and grasped his sword from the void.

Paul Brauntree, in fact, he is not specialized in marksmanship, but a genius with both guns and swords!

"Let me tell you the name of the Lord, praise him in the center of the world, surrender and consecrate him!"

The last incantation was chanted by Paul, and the sword in his hand was once again stained with scarlet blood, and this time, before touching Veleslana, he felt as if his skin had been cut and hurt.

Welleslana could only raise the [Prometheus Cheats] in his hand to block the sword in Paul's hand.

Click!

The sword pierced straight on the stone slab, exposing a huge crack centered on the tip of the sword on the stone slab that was already on the verge of breaking.

Seeing that the stone slab was about to crack, Welleslana pressed the other hand directly on the slate and forcibly fixed the slate.

"Do you want to die with me? Don't even think about it!" Welleslana firmly fixed the stone slab with both hands, and even as Paul gradually exhausted, he pushed the tip of the sword back bit by bit.

Once Paul can't hold on, there is no doubt that he will die here.

Paul gritted his teeth and really tried his best.But the gap between man and god is so obvious and real at this moment.

And at this critical moment, Kusanagi Godou, who was lying on the ground before, stood up.

He was kicked in the stomach by Welleslana before, his intestines under the skin are already in chaos, it can be said that the pain is extremely painful, and as time goes by, he will definitely die if he bleeds heavily in the body.

But at this moment, Kusanagi Godou didn't care about his body, struggled to get up from the ground, gritted his teeth and walked towards Veleslana step by step.

"I... swear to my soul..." Kusanagi Godou ignored the blood left on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the back of Veleslana with a blurred vision, as if he saw the 'boy' who was playing with him back then .

"I...will definitely...rescue you!"

Letting out his final roar, Kusanagi Godou got the strength he didn't know where to rush towards Weleslana, and then hit him with all his strength.

This collision did no harm to the gods at all, but Welleslana couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Because at the moment when he lost his balance, Paul roared and pushed out his sword, mercilessly crushing the [Prometheus Cheats] blocking in front of him, and then stabbed him in the chest unabated .

The next moment, the divine power stored in the slate began to riot, and then countless black and purple lightning burst out from the slate, hitting the three people who were close at hand!

"Uncle!?" Erica, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help screaming and wanted to rush over, but Roja grabbed her wrist and hugged her tightly.

Accompanied by a huge explosion, the two of them fell to the ground completely scorched.

After a long time, Welleslana's body trembled slowly, and finally got up slowly.

Then, he hugged Kusanagi Godou beside him, kissed him on the lips, and blessed Kusanagi Godou's body with the boy's protection, so that he could survive.

Afterwards, he let go of Kusanagi Godou, looked at Paul's 'burnt corpse' in front of him and laughed.

Because he already felt that the soul of the godslayer who killed himself has been brought to the nether world, where the existence named Paul Brauntree will be reborn!

"Let me praise you," Welleslana smiled and looked at Paul on the ground: "You have indeed defeated me openly, and in this case, you are not allowed to lose to anyone again until I come again. "

"Let the name of the God of Victory resound in this world again! Paul Brauntree!"

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Kusanagi Godou will survive, but he won't be a godslayer in the future, because I have a new plan for him, which will be interesting.

What's it like to be the God of Disobedience in Godslayer? : 375 Godslayer - Paul Brauntree

"Lord Roja, uncle..." Erica was held in Roja's arms, and looked up at Roja pleadingly.

"Don't worry, Erica, your uncle has become a godslayer, the seventh demon king in this world." Roja stroked Erica's hair, and then let her go.

"Go ahead and bring your uncle back. He will have to sleep for quite a while to adapt to becoming a godslayer. During this time, you should take good care of him."

"Thank you, Master Roja." Erica saluted Roja in surprise, and then ran towards the battlefield.

And Roja put his hands in his pockets, and looked into the void with his eyes.

"A secluded world? It's time to reap the fruits of my victory." With that said, Roja's figure disappeared in place.

And in an empty world of gray.

A ten-year-old girl is presiding over her own ceremony and fulfilling her own mission.

With a well-proportioned appearance and a slender figure, if you compare it with Lucrezia or Erika's good-looking figure, it is considered to be a slender figure.

Even so, she is very attractive.

Instead of using the word beautiful to describe her, it's better to say that she has a cute baby face and figure that people want to praise. The other party's long blonde hair is parted left and right, and she is wearing a thin white dress.

Slightly short in stature, she looks more like a child at first impression, but she has a "female" feeling that is more alluring than any other woman.

Roja knew her identity. She was the wife of Epimetheus, the younger brother of Prometheus, and the woman created by Zeus who brought disaster to the world—Pandora.

Normally, such a beauty Roja would probably pay more attention to her, and if he was in a good mood, he would strike up a conversation with her, but now Roja's mind is already occupied by the ceremony in front of him.

It was the dark Christmas festival where the son of the fool and the witch was born. Only by using God as a sacrifice can the mystery be successfully usurped!

Roja fascinatedly absorbed the mystery into his brain, and then decomposed, sorted, and optimized it into his own food.

During the entire ceremony, Paul did not wake up, not even a trace of consciousness.

The previous battle had burned everything in him, and even when he was finally struck by the lightning of God contained in Prometheus, it could be said that he was already dead.

But for the godslayers, as long as they have completed the godslaying ceremony, even if they die, they can be resurrected with the power of gods!

Finally, the ceremony came to an end.

In Welleslana's blessing, Paul Brauntree absorbed his power [Ten Avatars], and was born as a new Godslayer.

And Pandora also breathed a sigh of relief, and sent Paul's soul to the underworld and returned to his body.

Then Pandora turned around and saluted Roja.

"May I ask what's the matter, great Zeus, or are you paying attention to this human being who has just become a godslayer?" Pandora said to Roja respectfully, without the slightest hint of charm.

"I'm admiring this dark Christmas offering, Pandora." Roja closed his eyes and recorded all this in his mind before slowly opening his eyes and saying. "It's beyond my expectation that this man can become a godslayer."

"So that's it." Pandora showed a clear look, and then said with a slight complaint: "I thought this older child was the God Slayer you appointed () by Lord Zeus."

"How come?" Roja shook his head. "I don't care who becomes the godslayer, because I just want to witness this usurping ceremony with my own eyes."

"Then what do you think after seeing it?" Pandora asked cutely, tilting her head.

"My impression is that the Dark Christmas Festival is very interesting...but it's only interesting."

After Roja finished speaking, he turned and looked towards the distance of Nether World, his eyes seemed to see the gods hidden in Nether World through layers of fog.

A smile appeared on the corner of Roja's mouth, and then he left a sentence and disappeared into the Netherworld.

"Don't be surprised if something special happens afterwards. It's all my little experiment."

"Yes." Pandora bowed her head to the place where Roja disappeared and saluted. After Roja left, she showed a wry smile.

"My dear children, your greatest enemy may have come, but there is nothing I can do but pray for you."

Pandora sat in the void of the Netherworld, closed her eyes and clasped her hands in front of her chest, and began to pray earnestly.

At the same time, another place in the Nether World.

The three people hiding here sat around the table and fell silent, like three stone statues.

Finally, the monk in black robes spoke slowly with a hoarse voice.

"Did that guy see us?"

His skin was dry and devoid of real flesh, as if it had peeled off completely.

"Ah, that's right, you did see us."

The old man sitting opposite the monk spoke slowly.

"Fortunately, the other party doesn't seem to be interested in us."

As for the old man's words, the last woman sitting aside and the only woman among the three couldn't help but covered the corner of her mouth with her cuff and let out a sneer.

She was wearing brightly colored twelve singles, her pupils were glass-colored, her hair was flaxen-colored, her skin was smooth ivory, and she had a lovely and beautiful appearance that seemed carved out.

"Is it because you are not interested, or do you think we are not worth mentioning?"

"Is there any difference?" The old man stretched out his hand to pour himself a cup of tea, and said slowly.

"For such an existence, the whole world is just a playground for them to play, and the God of Disobedience and the Godslayer are just a little more beautiful scenery in the amusement park."

"What about our target?" The monk said a little irritably: "Under the interference of that person, the new godslayer is not the one we chose."

"It doesn't matter." The old man replied.

"Although I didn't become a godslayer, the friendship of fighting together still remains, but it's not as easy to control as my own."

"As long as we give enough benefits and friendship, it is enough to achieve our goal."

"Sounds good, but what if that person intervenes again?" The beautiful girl poured cold water on her unceremoniously.

"Don't worry, although that person is indeed extremely powerful, he is not omnipotent. I will release bait to attract the other party's attention. And the other party seems to like beautiful women, and we are not bad in this respect."

The beautiful girl sighed when she heard the words, opened her mouth to say something but didn't say anything in the end, she just got up and left the tea table and walked into the back room.

The old man and the monk continued to drink tea slowly, as if nothing had happened.

What's it like to be the God of Disobedience in Godslayer? : 376 Antony's actions

Returning from the nether world to the present world, Roja stretched himself.

He has completely recorded the ritual of the Dark Christmas Festival, and he only needs to study it seriously before he can try to reproduce it himself.